Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Azerbaijan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Last Poets to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Soulsonic Force,
Oblivians,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sight & Sound,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cecil Taylor,
Kevin Saunderson,
Visage,
The Tremeloes,
Sällskapet,
Groovy Waters,
Scratch Acid,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Slits,
Mad Mike,
The Slits,
The Young Rascals,
Soft Cell,
The Human League,
Niagra,
cv313,
Rapeman,
The Happenings,
Glenn Branca,
Fugazi,
Essential Logic,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Remains,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Byrd,
Au Pairs,
the Human League,
Johnny Osbourne,
Minutemen,
Mark Hollis,
Urselle,
The Associates,
Graham Central Station,
Skarface,
The Names,
Alton Ellis,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Soft Cell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lungfish,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bad Manners,
Minor Threat,
Tubeway Army,
Chris Corsano,
the Sonics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Babytalk,
Negative Approach,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.